A/N- Hi Guys this is your author Amelia speaking. This is my first Jily fanfiction and I am very excited. Here is the summary: It's easy to fall in love, but it's not so easy to admit it to yourself. James loves Lily, Lily hates James. Hate and love, can they both be the same in the end. Nothing but a strong feeling towards another person. Sometimes people change and sometimes there are people who are worth changing for. When things go wrong who do you trust and who do you push away further. Follow in the perspectives of the main characters through their lives in 6th and 7th years.

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Lily POV

That Potter is an insufferable git.

The way he prances around the platform, calling for his gang of little me- his giant head really needs deflating. The Marauders were just as bad as each other... well, maybe except Remus. But those other three, UH! They were mischievous with a capital M. Popular, cool, funny; these are all the words that other people would use to describe them. Well, I'm not "other people". Apparently, I'm also the only person in this school who realises their stupidity and tyrant ways. I hate them.

Notice how I use the word hate.

Yes, it's a strong word, but I would use it over and over again when expressing my feelings towards those boys. They make my blood boil! Who the hell gets all O's (in their OWLs), without taking time out to study.

My name is Lily Evans; a Gryffindor prefect, sixth year and top of all my classes. I see myself as a kind, caring and loyal person and I guess you could say I'm shy... Well, towards anyone other than someone with the name Potter. He just makes me so mad, that I really do show the temper of a redhead.

While this rant (about Potter) is going on inside of my head (as this often happens), I seem to forget to look elsewhere other than the culprit of my rage. The Hogwarts' train is finally beginning leave, when I notice Potter and his gang, walking towards me. I prepare myself ready for a fight, as they gradually get closer.

"Hey Evans, did you have a nice holiday?" Potter asked, a smug grin upon his face. "I sure did..." he says; pranked that Snivellus of yours.

Those around us stop to stare- the nerve that that boy has is unreal! What is wrong with him...? Was he dropped on his head as a baby? Probably.

"I did have a wonderful holiday, no thanks to you and all those dam owls. Daily professing your love for me... Honestly Potter, are you that desperate?" I say more icily then I meant too. He raises an eyebrow.

"Oh Evans, some would say that sending an owl everyday with a love letter would be romantic... and seeing that you can't answer your mail, I'm going to just ask the question now; Will you go out with me?"

I could literally hear everyone on train stop breathing as they awaited my answer. God this boy was a fool. "Ohh, let me think, Potter..." I paused momentarily, for dramatic effect. "Hmmm, NO! And don't bother asking again."

I get up and levitate all of my belongings to another compartment where I was joined by my friends. As I leave, I notice the three Maunders sniggering at Potter's failed attempt to get me to go out with him.

I meet up with my best friends... Alice Prewett, Marlene Mckinnon and Hestia Jones. We finally made it to sixth year, still friends since the first time we meet in the Gryffindor Dorms. Anyways, it was great to see them and be able to catch up on

all of the gossip that had happened over the summer break.

"So girls what do you think" Alice asked, whilst pointing to her dirty blonde hair. Alice used to have long hair that went past her hips. I always quite liked Alice's hair; possibly a tiny bit envious. She had cut it over the holidays, due to its length and high maintenance. I thought it framed her face quite nicely now.

"I love it Alice, you really pull it off; unlike that slutty girl in our year, what's her name? What did Frank say about it?" I asked, (Frank was Alice's boyfriend of one year and they made a lovely couple, she was lucky to have someone love her like that.)

"Oh, her name is Holly Brown, she's in Ravenclaw, I think." she said. "Frank said that he loved it, just like he loved everything else about me." she said as she blushed a deep crimson red, whilst twirling the ends of her hair aimlessly.

"Ohhh that is so cute!" said Alice. "How about you Marly, did you do anythi

ng exciting over the summer?"

Marlene chuckled. "I might have turned the neighbour's pool into jelly?"

"What on earth?!" laughed Alice.

"They jumped in and got stuck... It took Mum a while to get them out. Not to mention attempt to explain the situation." Marley continued causally. We laughed. Marly was probably my closest friend out of the four. She's funny and the prankster of the group, always being the one to make us laugh.

Hestia was unusually quiet during all of this. When the trolley lady came around she didn't even flinch- this was very un-Hestia like, as she was usually jumping at the opportunity to eat more food (and I mean always).

"Hestia, what's wrong?" I asked, my curiosity getting the best of me. I need to get more control of that. "You seem really down. Do you want to talk about it?"

She was hesitant to reply.

"Hey, you can trust us." Marly said, patting her friend on the back.

Hestia sighed. "My mum has this, muggle disease," I flinched at how she said the word muggle. "It's called skin cancer, or something? Supposedly there isn't much the doctors can do." She laughed bitterly, until her eyes begun to swell with tears.

"Oh sweetie," Alice whispered, hugging her friend. "We had no idea."

"They said treatment will be long..." She sobbed a little more violently. "What if I lose my mum?" At this, she started crying.

"It's alright Hestia," I say. "You have us, you can always tell us anything, you know that right?" Hestia nods and starts to calm down.

At that very moment, Remus Lupin walked in, awkwardly pausing at the scene in front of him. Hestia straightened and attempted to wipe her tears.

"Uh, should I come back later or-?" He asked nervously.

"No it's fine." Hestia quickly commented, sniffling.

He turned to me and frowned. "Look, I wanted to apologise for the argument with the boys before." He said gently.

I smiled. A generally nice Marauder- a surprise no doubt. "That's alright Remus." He smiled back. "Anyway, how was your break?" I asked, trying to change the conversation into anything non-Hesita related.

"It was alright." He said, something glimpsing in his eyes. It disappeared before I could decipher what it was. "I stayed at the Potter house for two weeks while Mum and Dad went to France a holiday."

"That sounds nice."

"It was." He paused. "Are you still a prefect?"

"Mmh. You?"

"Yeah. Well, I guess I'll see you later?" Remus waved goodbye and left the carriage. The moment the door to the compartment shut, Alice gave a squeal.

"What is it Alice?" I ask. She replied immediately.

"Hestia, has a crush on Lupin! You just couldn't stop making googly eyes at him! Aww, our baby girl is all grown up!"

Hestia covered her head in her hands laughing like a maniac. "I definitely do not like Remus Lupin." she exclaimed though a slight blush was in her cheeks... But maybe that was from her crying?

"You so do" Alice said.

"Do not!"

"Do too!"

"No, I don't, now girls just leave me alone. Anyway, Why was Remus apologising to you Lily?"

"Oh that, I had a run in again with Potter…." I spent the next twenty minutes of the train ride explaining what happened and by the time I knew it we were at Hogwarts, my real home.

I jump off the Hogwarts Express and I'm immediately confronted with the lively atmosphere surrounding all of the students. My friends and I jump into the nearest carriage pulled by invisible creatures; I've always wondered what they look like.

We are then joined by none other than toe-rag Potter and his gang. I sigh knowing that this was going to be one heck of a ride, I kind of felt sorry for my friends having to sit through my outbursts of rage every time that Potter was near.

We all squeeze into one carriage, myself seated next to Potter. I groaned internally. Why me?

"What did we do to owe the pleasure of meeting you boys, again?" I say icily. Instead of the sarcastic reply that I am expecting from Potter, I get a basic response.

"The other carriages are full." says Sirius. I speak again but they simply ignore me and talk about their break and girls instead.

I find this unusual and too good to be true, so naturally I try again. "What did you boys do over the break... probably burnt a house done for all I know."

Again, I am cut down with a response of; "Actually, Lily dear," snaps Sirius, leaning over to face me. "We all went on a camping trip with the Potters' and started up a wicked ass rock band you're not going to be a part of."

I blushed practically the same colour of my hair and decided to shut up before I cause more damage to my already sore ego.

The ride was longer than usual, filled with a tense aura. Bloody Potter had slipped and fallen on my shoulder twice. No matter how much he apologised, I knew he was just trying to fill-me-up. Pervert.

Eventually, we all made our way to the castle, where the girls and I make our way over to the the Gryffindor table. Hestia sits beside me, nervous to where her sister is being sorted. I make sure to pay extra attention.

Hestia's sister is getting sorted so I pay extra special attention towards the sorting.

Emmeline Harris

"HUFFLEPUFF"

Jacob Indore

"RAVENCLAW"

Caitlin Janica

"SLYTHERIN"

Laura Jones

"GRYFFINDOR"

Beside me, Hestia smiles and lets go of her visible anticipation. The Gryffindor table bursts into cheers and I wave over at Laura. After a couple more names the sorting is complete and Dumbledore stands up to make his speech.

"To all of the past students, welcome back." Dumbledore begins. "To all of our new students, we hope that we can accommodate to your every need."

"There are few rules I must make clear before you start your time at Hogwarts. The Forbidden Forest is out of bounds; just as its name implies. Mr. Flinch also requested me to remind you all there is to be no running in the halls..." The rules go on for a little longer, but nothing I hadn't already heard. I drift off little bit, twiddling my knife and fork absentmindedly. "Thank you and with no further ado, let the feast begin."

Magically (of course; Hogwarts is a magic school) platters filled with food appeared and students throughout the Great Hall began to dig in, myself included.

The feast lasted until late at night, cheerful smiles and warm voices filling the air. Even Slytherin seemed to be having a good time... In their own, evil, sadistic kind of way. I made eye contact with Severus, before quickly spinning away. I'm still mad at you. I thought bitterly.

Once we were full, the Great Hall begun spilling out and back into their selected Common Rooms. First years followed after the Head Boy, reminded me how clueless I was back when I was their age.

On the way back to the common room, none other than James Potter, taps me on the shoulder and asks to speak with me in private. At first I contemplate, but eventually say goodbye to my friends.

I walk a short distance with him until we are out of hearing range.

"What do you want, Potter." I asked, no real emotion in my voice. I need to stay calm and collected.

"Lily, please stop calling me Potter. My name is James... It won't kill you to address me as such."

"But Potter," I say, trying to aggravate him. Potter visually tenses. "First name basis is for those who are my friends."

"That's what I wanted to talk to you about... I want to be friends because I'm sick of arguing with you.." I blink, unable to form a full sentence in my mouth. At this, he continues; "Please, consider my offer. I know that you think that I'm a git but just think about it." he says.

I stare awkwardly, unsure of what I just heard. This is not him, it has to be a polyjuice potionor a prank or something worse. "Stop talking." I mumbled, confused of the words coming out of my mouth. Jame- no, Potter, tenses and backs away slightly.

"Lily I'm just asking if you could think about it-"

"I said shut up!" I yell, taking a deep breath afterward to calm myself. "Don't call me Lily."

He turns around and walks away.

I have some serious thinking to do and on that note, I turn and walk back to the dorm.

As we get ready for bed, the girls go back to nagging Hestia about her crush on Remus. It was obvious she liked him: Hesita wouldn't be so determined to prove us wrong unless we were right... That and every time we mentioned Remus' name her cheeks flushed pink. We continued arguing for another half an hour, when Hestia finally had enough.

"I DON'T LIKE HIM!" She yelled, throwing a pillow at Alice. The poor blonde stumbled backwards, falling onto her bed. She laughed it off. Hestia shot us all glares. "Besides, what about your confession, Lily?"

I groaned and rested my head on my hand. "Please don't mention that git."

I don't want to tell the girls what happened yet. Sleep on it, decide and then this whole thing will be over. I tell myself.

"I don't see what your problem with him is?" says Marlene, taking a seat on her bed. "I mean, he's kind of cute." I'm tempted to throw a pillow at her too.

"That's true," adds Alice. "I have Herbology with him... He's not so bad."

"Not so bad?!" I laugh bitterly. "Remember that time he pushed me into the Whomping Willow: yeah, not so bad."

"When you say it like that..." Alice trails off.

"I had bruises for weeks!" I practically scream... "Look, Isn't it time we go to bed? First day back tomorrow." I say, trying to avoid further questions on the matter.

"You're right Lily. Goodnight girls." Marlene says, noticing that I want to drop the subject. That girl just knows me so well.

"Goodnight."

"Sleep tight."

"Don't let the bedbugs bite."

"There are no such thing as bedbugs, Alice!" shouts Hestia. We all laugh.

Not before long we are all off to bed... well, almost all of us.

I just can't get Jame- uh! Potter, out of my head.

He's still an insufferable git.